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My entire day is going to be occupied by watching OITNB. Nobody talk to me.

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Chaca kept at it until Winter pulled away. She was a little unsteady when the domme helped her up, her legs still weak from the proper fucking she's gotten. She beamed at the praise though, happy that she'd done well for Winter. "Thank you, miss," she said happily.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca didn't resist as Winter used her hair to pull her off the table and down onto her knees. She eagerly leaned in and started licking the dildo, long stripes from the base to the tip, swallowing her own juices.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca clenched around the dildo, raising up onto her tip toes as she felt her orgasm build up inside her. As soon as she had Winter’s permission, she cried out as pleasure tore through her. Her legs shook with the force of her orgasm and she moaned loudly. “T-thank you Miss,” she gasped when she finally came down.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her muscles as she felt Winter shake with her orgasm. It was hard to hold back herself, but she wanted to be a good for Winter. She wanted the people around her to see that she was a good little slut. She basked in the praise from Winter, and moaned as the domme started thrusting again. "Please miss. Please can I come? I'll be so good for you. A good little whore just for you," she babbled, desperate for Winter to let her come.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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“Y-yes Miss. Sorry Miss,” Chaca gushed her apology. Her whole body tensed, her toes curling as she held back the waves of pleasure that threatened to tear through her. “Miss always comes first,” she agreed before moaning loudly.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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“Thank you, Miss!” Chaca practically screamed, and then groaned loudly, starting to get pretty desperate for release. “P-please, Miss, make me come?” she begged, squeezing her eyes shut.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca nodded quickly. She wanted Winter to fuck her until she forgot her name. She moaned loudly as the domme thrust harder, pleased she was getting what she wanted. The yank at her hair was unexpected, and she cried out in surprise, then glanced around her, seeing the way people were watching her, like she was just an object for their pleasure, a filthy slut with only one purpose. “Thank you, Miss,” she gasped between cries of pleasure.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca arched her back, pushing her ass up towards Winter wantonly. She moaned loudly as the toy slipped into her. “Oh god, Miss. Feels so good,” she cried out. She could see people watching her, and it just made her wetter. “P-please Miss, harder!” she begged.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca's throat spasmed around the dildo as Winter held it in place, and she gasped for breath when it was gone, her face a mess of spit and smeared makeup. She nodded to Winter and then pushed herself up, going to bend over the table, spreading her legs for the domme.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca reluctantly pulled her hand away, curling her fingers into fists and resting them on her thighs to resist the urge to touch herself. She barely had time to relax her jaw before Winter was pushing the dildo down her throat. She didn’t have much of a gag reflex, but it still made her cough and gasp for air when the toy was pushed in deeper. She squeezed her eyes shut as spit dripped down her chin around the dildo. 

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca obeyed without hesitation. She leaned forward to wrap her lips around the tip of Winter’s fake cock. She rubbed her fingers faster against her slit as she bobbed down farther on the dildo, her eyes flicking up towards Winter’s face for approval.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Chaca wanted more from the kiss, but she knew better than to be greedy. She nodded quickly in response, and dropped down to her knees, spreading her thighs apart as Winter had ordered. “Yes miss,” she said, as she began to stroke her fingers over the fabric of her panties. She moaned as she rubbed over her clit. “Ahh, feels good, Miss. Want you so badly,” she cried out.

Text(Winter): Someone seems to be wanting some attention, sweetheart.

Text: That’s pretty much my constant state, to be honest.

Text: Are you offering, miss?

@rebelwinterdomme

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Huh. Well, good luck then.

Fucking borrrrred!

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